Diabolical by J Lewis

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DIABOLICAL

At first glance appearing to be no more then an oversized tube not unlike in a roll of toilet paper, it’s actually a pair of tubes, one encompassing the other, embedded with dozens of rows of chemical treated, needle sharp pins of different diameters and lengths. The outer shell’s pins point inward, touching the inner shell, its pins pointing outward touching the outer shell. Devised to have a half inch space between the tubes, an encircling pair of thin packets of chemicals force the tubes apart, the tips of the pins concealed, initially harmless.

The estate, centered in an Eastern Block European country is a focal point for a surreptitious BDSM society. Consisting of several buildings, one’s off in the woods, walled off as its own compound. Abducted tourists are the main offerings to their not so infrequent gatherings, young Americans, the most vaunted, bring the best audiences. High ranking government officials, from rail transportation to local law enforcement, including the courts, are the pipeline for securing victims, erasing any history of their existence in the area, leaving no trail behind.

Chapter One

Soft, classical music plays in the background. The circular platform quietly revolves in a clockwise motion, surrounded by shadows, only the first couple rows of seats discernable. The auditorium’s seating capacity’s overfilled this evening as the mainline attraction concludes the evening’s exhibition. The word’s been spread a couple of attractive young American’s, the girl, in her late teens, especially beautiful, had been recently abducted and will be erotically tortured. The ordeal will have the barest of boundaries as to the pain and torment the pair of victim’s, Megan and Jeff, will be subjected too.

Recently detained from separate trains within a couple days of one another, similarly removed from their rail car berths in the middle of the night on scheduled stops, both were delivered directly to the compound, leaving no trail of their whereabouts. Isolated, drugged, subjected to the society’s indoctrination leading up to tonight’s event, they’ve been prepared, including being completely shaven from the neck down and massaged with body oil. Humiliation and torture will virtually fill their every moment of the next couple hours.

She roams the podium, the society’s favorite, and most sadistic Dominatrix. Appearing as possibly of gypsy descent she’s dressed in black leather, alone on the stage for the moment with the displayed pair of unfortunate abductees. Renowned in her circle for inflicting punishment and pain, she’s known for the extent of torture she can inflict on her victims, both in length of time and erotic nature. She’s also known to be able to torture with the ability to have the most attractive victims recover, of course with various degrees of medical assistance, so they can be brought back for future exhibitions.

The Dom already figures Megan’s good for at least a half dozen of these sessions or so before she’ll be sold into sexual slavery for a good profit. Jeff, on the other hand, even fit and attractive, really isn’t nearly as valuable. His future is not nearly as important unless an early bid by what’s becoming a larger constituent of wealthy female associate’s in the audience tonight purchases him after this, or at the most, his next session.

The Dom’s female protégée, young and attractive, possibly a younger sister, is exhibited in a body formed; glossy black jumpsuit as she stands off to the side, assisting in operating the equipment, available to assist when needed. She acquires the similar enthusiasm to apply an exquisite torture that inspires her audience.

Already positioned on the stage, Jeff, in his late twenties, is stripped naked. Ball gagged, his lean, yet muscular body bowed strictly backwards across a wooden saw horse, bound, feet spread wide, arms spread wide, wrists and ankles cuffed and chained to eyehooks in the floor next to the wooden legs. The top of his head scraping the floor, his hips thrust out with his placid manhood hanging limply between his thighs.

Megan’s bound, also naked and ball gagged, hair stretched severely back, formed into a tight

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